Letra de 'The Flesh Altar' de The Father Of Serpents

Basement temple, you and I
The one-man cult, and flesh altar
In sacred ritual help me
To set both of our spirits free

My wand – a long and rusty blade
A grimoire's role – my mind will take
No need for incense, smell of blood
Will cover everything we got

So we begin
As wand opens first gate
With each incision
One of my chains break
No dying yet
The gates are just first part
In ritual
You are my form of art

So hard, not to give in
With this wand keep going deeper
Words of anger on my mind
No no, you must still remain alive

Now witness your last moment of vision
For now it's gone, with two swift incisions
In your screams, I feel more and more free
Strong pull and cut, and now you'll never speak

My wand – a long and rusty blade
A grimoire's spells – from my mind incarnate
No need for incense, smell of blood
Already covered everything we got

Now that I'm free, the trance is overtaking
No longer care, if this is art I'm making
No longer care, how long you will survive
The more you die, the more I feel alive!

Basement temple, you and I
The one man cult, and dead altar
Through sacred ritual I'm free
From all the chains, the past you put on me